Friday, July 12, 2019

Mountain Alley Comments

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The molten red, casting a bronze spell
eyes savouring the phenomenon,
I, standing besides myself, detached.
"We need shackles", I said to the ghost.
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Sunil Shandilya
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Me Poet Yeps Poet 15 July 2019

friendly poet as u open up more read my latest SHE you will love it okay HER

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Sunil Shandilya 15 July 2019

Okay mate, i will

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PorcelainDoll 15 July 2019

You'll find your aquamarine someday

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Halitt 15 July 2019

You'll find your aquamarine some day

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